This is Margaret Atwood in free flight, gleefully sticking her fingers into the eyes of right-wing corporate America. Irreverent, wickedly humourous, Atwood explores the social depravity of a society which places more importance upon profit than upon citizens.
All sounds very political and cerebral, and frankly a bit boring for those who are looking for escapist literature. Yet with a very readable, conversational voice, Atwood yanks you into the lives of characters utterly believable in their ridiculousness. It’s all misinformation and misunderstanding, Shakespearean in its relationship convolutions and plots, even dipping into the tragic. Stereotypes are used with a uniquely brilliant twist.
There are steamy liasons, a sugary angel of death, a randy husband seeking relief, voyeurism, body-part snatching, a dominatrix, and a proliferation of Elvises and Marilyns.
I doubt very much you’ll break out into great guffaws of laughter, but you will snigger. Often. And I think you will enjoy this irreverent romp.by